This picture is of Me if you can't tell. A self portrait showing my very first black eye. I was walking in total darkness on the Marathon road just outside of Byron early yesterday morning. Something reached way up, grabbed my foot and threw me down on my face. Knocked off my glasses and cut my eyebrow. I think the rim of the glass is what actually did the cutting. The worst pain however was landing on my chest...that really hurt. It is still somewhat sore today. What did I learn from this? Pick up your feet. And if you are walking in the dark, walk on a smooth surface. Although I've tripped on shaggy carpet!
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Sorry Dad! That doesn't look very good. Maybe you need a neighbor-son to walk with and hold you up during your walks. :)
Whoa Dad! Sorry that you tripped... er that something grabbed your foot! It doesn't look very good. Glad you are alright. It reminds me of two things. 1) when you slipped on the ice and cracked your head open. 2)"pick up your feet Harold, you're walking like an old man!" LOVE YOU LOTS!
I thought of the "Harold thought" also!
Oh no! As painful as that looks, does it make you feel tough? :) Hope you feel better soon!
I forgot about the Harold thought! That made me chuckle as that is all I can do at 10 at night. I would have busted out laughing. Anyway. Sorry you got a black eye. It looked much better when I saw you.
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